In the early '80's, turns his unhealthy interest in jazz funking music (plus matching trousers) into a living by sucking up to Blues & Soul magazine's ad man Pete Tong at his local hot dancing emporium, King Arthurs Court in Kent. Tong - who went onto international superstar dj obscurity - gets him a job flogging the small ads for B&S's sister publication, Black Music Monthly.

Ultimately writes a club section for BM, then moves over to B&S without even swapping desks where such things as assistant editor status, a jazz column and single reviews ensure there was food on the table - mainly stolen from record launches.Turn of the eighties, becomes the first dj at the Bass Clef, Hoxton Square (ultimately the Blue Note) playing latin music at the back of the 4 foot high sound box, one deck on top of the other, one turntable revolving

continuously. However, the gig did come with free garlic mushrooms. By now, also black music pundit (and part time dog puppet operator) for MTV precursor in Europe, Music Box. Hasn't seen that dog puppet in years, yet they were once so close.

Goes on to play- as pioneering dj/promoter Nicky Holloway put it - 'Bavarian nose flute music' under the guise of L.Dorado at Tricky Nicky's groundbreaking Special Branch sessions in London Bridge. By now, freelancing for Blues & Soul whilst simmultaneously setting the world of loud cockney git TV presenting alight on Thames TV's arts show '01-For London'. Personally gets Frankie Beverly, Sam Dees, Soul ll Soul and Brand New Heavies on the box, so his time not totally wasted.

Early '90's, gives up the notion of sleep by becoming a member of the now ligit KISS FM's breakfast show team for 2 years. Continues to annoy Nicky with his stupid records at various events and even does a bit of back room mallarchy at the first rebel Caisters.

Mid '90's, while TV can't get enough of him, but tries to anyway, gives Jazz FM a touch of the old dancing how's your father by launching the station's Nu Beats shows. Also snuck that particular groove thing, alongside Dave Morrison, into Alex Lowe's inspirational Southport Dance Weekenders.All came to an end when duty called in the USA to bring the world of NBA basketball into the homes of British people, many of whom could give a toss. Took a box of records with him to annoy the natives.

Late '90's, triumphant return to the UK where no one had noticed he'd gone.

Into the 2000's, becomes a small yet vital cog in the throbbing engine that is the Chris Hill led Caister Soul Weekenders and attaches himself like a small burrowing insect to the side of many of the events brought to you by chirpy Essex/East London promoters QDos. His head can oft be seen talking on the various programmes that try to nail down that wacky 'soul thing'. He says its all about the matching trousers.